Everyone's Suppressing Ghosts: Others Contract Divine Weapons, I Contract Blank Paper

Chapter 22 This is for a chat, bro, not to cause trouble, right?

The red text on the main screen in the auditorium was still displayed.

The joint training project has been approved.

[Mission location, target level, and zone rules are pending synchronization.]

Jiang Gui sat on the left.

Jing Gui sat on the right.

There is an aisle in between.

The aisle is wide.

The atmosphere was very tense.

Deng Qi leaned back in his chair, his gaze still fixed on the line of text on the main screen.

[Xu Du.]

[A white paper lantern to guide the soul.]

[Original rating: Discarded.]

[Current rating: Special Grade A.]

[Item Type: Special Rule Type]

Standard consumable: Blank talisman paper.

He looked at it for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed.

"Standard consumables".

"Blank talisman paper."

Deng Qi raised his hand and patted the Shattering Silver Halberd on his back.

The silver halberd trembled slightly.

The evil-breaking pattern on the halberd blade lit up briefly.

The eyes of several students from Jinggui also fell on Xu Du's feet.

There were two white supply crates there.

The seal was not removed.

The box says:

[Blank talisman paper.]

Current registered inventory: 3700.

Deng Qi looked at the two boxes.

"I still don't understand."

He paused for a moment.

"Your thing."

"Want some paper?"

The lecture hall fell silent.

On Jiang Gui's side, many students' faces darkened.

This isn't the first time I've stepped on it.

From the school gate to the welcome party, Deng Qi kept his eyes on Xu Du's white paper lamp and cardboard box.

The first time was with a laugh.

The second question was asked.

This time, in front of the teachers and students of both colleges, Xu Du's entire set of things was completely humiliated and made a laughing stock.

Someone lowered their voice.

"—Is he never going to stop?"

"We're here to have a chat, bro, not to cause trouble."

"Didn't he see the Special Grade A?"

"—I saw it, but I just won't admit it."

Xu Du sat in the last row.

A white paper lantern was placed at his feet.

It was covered with a black cloth.

He didn't look up.

There was no response.

The edge of the black cloth twitched slightly.

There is no wind.

The paper lamp seemed to have been gently touched.

The tablet in Teacher Chen's hand made a soft sound.

[White Paper Soul-Guiding Lamp: Slight self-response.]

[Pollution fluctuation: 0.]

[Status of the talisman: Stable.]

These three lines were not projected onto the main screen.

However, several students from the Beijing Strange Tales School who were sitting nearby saw the reflection on the tablet.

Someone frowned.

"—Did that move just now?"

"The black cloth wasn't lifted."

"—Is the pollution fluctuation still 0?"

"Did this really come from an abandoned warehouse?"

Someone nearby lowered their voice and said, "It's written in the file that the first three were all insane."

"—Then how come he's alright?"

No one answered.

No one on Jiang Gui's side could answer the call either.

All they knew was that Xu Du wasn't crazy.

Moreover, he refreshed the list again and again.

Upon hearing those comments, Deng Qi's smile faded slightly, but he quickly smiled again.

"I've also seen special talismans in Kyoto."

"They will acknowledge God."

"It swallows blood."

"It will automatically lock the ghost."

"Data was generated by using blank talisman paper."

"First time meeting you."

He raised his hand and pointed to the main screen.

"This line of text."

"Take it back to the Logistics Department of the Capital Antiquities Bureau."

"They would think Jiang Gui made a mistake."

In Jiang Gui's seat, some students couldn't help but speak.

"Whether it's written correctly or not, look at the data."

Deng Qi turned his head.

"data?"

He smiled.

"The training data is impressive."

"That doesn't mean you can stand firm on the spot."

After those words were spoken, Jiang Gui's side fell completely silent.

The Soul-Suppressing Bell on Gu Hanzhou's wrist swayed slightly.

Qin Zhaoxue raised her eyes and glanced at Deng Qi.

Song Lin sat in the back row, his face the most unpleasant.

He knew that Anmin Community was not a simulation.

Six buildings.

Eighty-three residents.

More than three hundred Yin Sha.

The trainee team couldn't hold on.

Xu Duqing said it.

Deng Qi had never met him, so he spoke of it lightly.

Lin Xue finally looked up.

She looked at Deng Qi.

"Deng Qi".

Two words.

It's cold.

The right side of the Jinggui Temple fell silent instantly.

Deng Qi's smile faltered for a moment.

Lin Xue did not scold him.

They didn't speak up for Xu Du either.

She simply turned her gaze back to the main screen.

Deng Qi shrugged.

"OK."

"I'm not going to say anything more."

It paused for half a second.

He added, "Paper is afraid of water."

In Jiang Gui's seat, someone clenched their fist.

Xu Du still didn't respond.

A white paper lantern, meant to guide the soul, was placed quietly at his feet.

It was as if I hadn't heard anything.

Just then, a chair in the last corner row made a sound.

Zhou Cheng stood up.

He sat in the corner the whole time.

A peach wood sword with a thunder pattern rests horizontally in front of his knees.

He hasn't said a word since the Beijing-Guilty Exchange Group entered the room.

Everyone thought he wouldn't speak.

But this time...

He stood up.

All eyes in the lecture hall turned to him.

Deng Qi also looked over.

"Are you Zhou Cheng?"

Zhou Cheng did not answer.

He only looked at Deng Qi.

His face was very cold.

"Deng Qi".

He paused for a moment.

"He had practical training in clearing out six entire buildings."

The lecture hall fell silent.

This sentence is short.

But it's heavy enough.

On Jiang Gui's side, many people subconsciously looked at Zhou Cheng.

Gu Hanzhou also glanced at him.

Qin Zhaoxue's brows twitched slightly.

Song Lin was taken aback.

Zhou Cheng actually spoke up.

They still recounted the demolition of all six buildings in Xudu.

Deng Qi narrowed his eyes.

"Six buildings?"

Zhou Cheng didn't say anything more.

He picked up the peach wood sword with thunder patterns and turned to walk out.

There was no explanation.

No further information provided.

He didn't even look at Xu Du.

Deng Qi watched his retreating figure and chuckled.

"Practical training".

Two words were uttered.

Zhou Cheng didn't stop walking.

The lecture hall became even quieter.

Teacher Chen pushed up his glasses.

She didn't speak up for anyone; she simply scrolled down one page on the home screen.

Data pops up.

[Recent Battle Log: Anmin Residential Area Mission.]

Final rating: B.

[Building under lockdown: 6/6]

[Yin Sha Cleansing: 333/333.]

[Protection of trapped residents: 83/83.]

[Pollution diffusion rate: 0%]

[Main body clearing time: 47 seconds.]

[Main contributor: Xu Du.]

Contribution rate: 73%.

Finally, no one spoke from Jing Gui's side.

333 Yin Sha.

83 residents.

47 seconds.

0 diffusion.

73% contribution rate.

These data cannot be printed out like "paper".

It doesn't seem like something a freshman who just entered the special training camp could achieve.

Lin Xue stared at the line "Pollution diffusion rate: 0%" for two seconds.

Then, she looked at the supply box at Xu Du's feet.

White cardboard box.

The seals are neatly arranged.

Blank talisman paper.

3700 sheets.

She didn't say anything.

He tapped the first section of the nine-section frostbone whip with his finger again.

The smile on Deng Qi's face faded slightly.

But he still did not back down.

"Anmin Community is Anmin Community."

"Joint training, it is joint training."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Xu Du.

"We'll see it live later."

Xu Du looked up.

He only said two words.

"Watch."

Deng Qi's expression paused slightly.

Outside the lecture hall.

Zhou Cheng had already reached the stairwell.

Song Lin chased after him.

"What you just did."

"Are you helping him?"

Zhou Cheng stopped.

He glanced at Song Lin.

His eyes were cold.

"Help him?"

Song Lin remained silent.

Zhou Cheng sneered.

"Let outsiders trample on my opponents."

"Whom do I hit?"

After saying that, he carried the thunder-patterned peach wood sword downstairs.

Song Lin stood still.

It didn't move for a long time.

In the lecture hall.

The main screen suddenly made a sound.

Teacher Chen looked down at his tablet.

"Synchronization complete."

Lin Qingzhu raised her hand.

"Quiet."

The red text on the main screen refreshed.

[Jiangcheng Lingguan Bureau's collaborative system integration is complete.]

[Joint training tasks are underway.]

[Mission Source: Jiangcheng Lingguan Bureau, Action Team 3]

[Task Nature: Joint Practical Training between Colleges]

[Task Rating: C]

[Mission Location: Abandoned factory on the outskirts of Jiangcheng.]

[Mission Objective: Defeat the Yin Sha Group.]

[Participants: Jianggui Special Training Camp, Beijing Gui Exchange Group.]

[Task zoning: To be synchronized on-site.]

[Recommended supplies to bring: Standard weights and bolts.]

[Xu Du's registration materials: Blank talisman paper.]

When the last two lines appeared, the expressions on Jing Gui's side were somewhat subtle.

The thing that Deng Qi just mocked.

It's now appearing in the task synchronization list.

This is not a joke.

It refers to registered consumables.

Deng Qi looked at the line of "blank talisman paper".

His complexion wasn't good.

Lin Xue stood up.

The nine-section frost-bone whip tightened gently around her wrist.

"Set off."

Deng Qi also stood up.

The Demon-Slaying Silver Halberd was brought horizontally behind him.

As he passed by Xu Du, he glanced at the two supply boxes again.

This time, he didn't laugh.

On Jiang Gui's side, Gu Hanzhou picked up the Soul-Suppressing Bell.

Qin Zhaoxue put away the Buddha-light protective mirror.

When Song Lin returned from outside and saw the screen, his expression turned serious.

"What is the mission of Action Team Three?"

Teacher Chen nodded.

Grade C.

"On-site verification."

Xu Du bent down and picked up the white paper soul-guiding lamp.

A pale white light flashed for a moment beneath the black cloth.

No fire.

silent.

But the light made the seals on the supply crates at my feet appear slightly white.

Some students from Beijing lowered their voices.

"—It's lit up again, bro."

"Not opened."

J

""

"How exactly is this thing determined?"

No one answered.

Xu Du picked up a supply box.

The box is very light.

The blank talisman paper inside was pressed very neatly.

At the very bottom of the main screen, the last line of red text stops.

[Joint Training Task: The Evil Spirit Cluster of an Abandoned Factory in the Suburbs of Jiangcheng.]

[Rating: C]

[Status: Awaiting entry.]

Lin Qingzhu looked to both sides.

"Ten minutes later."

"Meet downstairs."

Deng Qi walked to the door and suddenly stopped.

He didn't turn around.

"Xu Du".

Xu Du looked at him.

Deng Qidao: "See you there."

Xu Du carried a lantern.

He only replied with one word.

"Um.

""

Under the black cloth, the white paper soul-guiding lamp lit up for a moment again.

No fire.

silent.